Cat counts the seconds between Supergirl’s vertical departure and a slightly flustered Kara running out onto the balcony.
“Keira,” she says, just once more for old time’s sake. “Thank you for making the last of the arrangements. I’m not sure that girl is competent, but she’ll be Olsen’s problem from now on.”
“I didn’t,” Kara replies, bracing herself like she’s not bulletproof.
“Didn’t what?”
“Didn’t make the arrangements. I didn’t issue the press release, I didn’t cancel your car service, I didn’t notify all department heads of the change in command.”
“Then…” Cat is at a loss. This disobedience is the last thing she expected. “What exactly did you do?”